YAHUSHUA SPEAKS from BEGINNING to END

A Place to fellowship with the humble children of YHWH

Shine a light to my eyes and behold, my red clay eyes matching the heart of a flame set off in a lush forest. Deep inside of my eyes, the core of my pupils gently reflects the beam of light back at you like diamonds and crystals being found in the earth. Reminding us all that my first ancestor was created by the very dust from the ground that turns my complexion when wet. Never shall I forgot it, for He is the very essences of me. Touch my hair, and you will know and feel the texture of His. He is my family. He is my blood. He is my savior. He is my life. Other nationalities make images for themselves to look like them, and try to mimic the same feeling of connection. However, they all fell short and all have failed in comparison. For you are the Creator of all, and besides you, there is none. They try these things in vain, for the gods they make speak not, hear not, see not, save not, guard not, help not, think not, and love not. How can you love something or someone that doesn't love you back? This is why I love no other than He that loves me, and His Son that died for me. For I am like Them and They are like me.

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